"Tsk. General Wang, as the commander of the army, your life is destined to have many setbacks. The army star represents 'destruction' and 'consumption,' so it is advisable to frequently dissipate any negative energy and ensure the well-being of your family and superiors."
She quickly calculated with one hand hidden in her sleeve. Her voice was cold and light. Every word was clear, with the coldness of the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
There was a sudden chill in the elegant seat.
"You… How dare you!" Wang Nan's face was filled with dark clouds, turning green and white. Veins popped out on his forehead, and he felt ashamed and angry that his hidden illness and scars had been exposed in public.
He had been on the battlefield for decades and had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. When he was angry, his bloodthirsty hostility spewed out.
